her face is lightest, her face is unique, the face is whitest, the eyes are diamonds, the eyes are silver blue, the eyes pierce, the face shines lightest skin, the hair is the night, the face is the moon, the eyes murder, the eyes contain the farthest light, they light looks, the face grows with questioning looks, the eyes, I can't escape from, I escaped, the foot, the table, the leg, the stroke, the question, the bright blue, the clear moon, the black night in her hair, the storm of the hair, the shimmering leaves, the creation of storms, the fight in dark hair, the roar, the more, the hair, black hair, white shimmer, skin, the frown passes over the face, like a quick shadow...

"I have found you, I see..."

She stared at me:

She said:

"Do you Love?"

"For Sure!"

I sat opposite her, mostly looking down, looking at the food, ate the liver, spread liver on salty bread, I passed her a bowl of sweetcorn: